Joker's Wild

from Miracle Strip by Matt Layne

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Music:
Ned Mudd
Note to a Thief
from the album Buffalo T-Bone

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Joker’s Wild

It’s folderol,
there’s nothing to know,
but bits of confetti and glitter;
raise the wine to your mouth
and drink from the cup,
but be cautioned, the grape has gone bitter.

Here’s a ball and three shells;
go to heaven; go to hell.
No thing in life is for keeping.
Swing the hammer, ring the bell
cover up or kiss and tell:
Still, mold is all that you’ll be reaping.

The people bowed they’s heads they did
and spoke in churchish hiss. But the words got lost
in holocaust and salvation’s ship was missed.
The people bowed they’s heads
They did. They bowed them and they prayed,
But still cold cold ground is where the peoples all was laid.

So lies the truth, my Lord,
and here’s a toast that begs your keeping.
Three times more let the drink flow merry round,
three times more, is all we are seeking.
One for the child.
Two for the song.
And three for the old men weeping.

credits

from Miracle Strip, released August 31, 2022
Music:
Ned Mudd
Note to a Thief
from the album Buffalo T-Bone

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Matt Layne Birmingham, Alabama

Poet, librarian, raconteur; Matt Layne has been poking hornet's nests and looking under rocks since he was knee-high to a peanut peg.
I reckon you oughta check him out.